The first pastor I remember became a friend and encourager long after he was no longer my pastor
I remember being in second grade and hearing news about the arrival of a new pastor and his family. I was disappointed for two reasons:
First, the youngest of his two children was much older than me—a 5th grader. Second, both of his children were girls. To a second-grade mind, those were big things.
Even so, for the next ten years, Marvin w…
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